V Bertolaccini
The Reality Investigations Detective Agency
Prologue
Even now, after what transpired, I do not comprehend what it was, but what I do distinguish is it never came from this universe.
Visualization I glimpsed off it showed it resembled a dazzling star in deep space as its front materialized into the solar system.
A powerful star of unidentified magnitude and origins emitting strange shades of dazzling light through Earth’s atmosphere that would have been seen by early human inhabitants.
Its formation altering to a radiating reddish triangular of light magically rotating out of space itself, and a hole through the fabric of space and time, from somewhere strange and unknown, spinning increasingly faster, while bright colored lines of energy spun rapidly around its radius, and parts of it altered to different forms of energy, and while its power and spin increased it turned to a circle of lines and light.
Its powers were so strong its detection of the Earth and transit to it were swift, with the world’s bright blue formation sitting alone in space, and it had been its best relocation and exploration.
On its arrival, it swiftly emerged out of the blackness of space, with its radiant circular shape shifting downwards, while it altered formation, becoming more solid as it tried to transform to matter.
Its silhouette went over the world’s icy rock like the figure of an ancient dark demon, with cold whirling currents of mist shifting around its partially formed shape, while wild beasts of ancient Earth gave far-away blood-chilling screeches from distant places, hidden away out in depths of the landscape.
Years later I have barely been able to make out anything, never mind what its originally objective had been, but it made a terrible mistake manifesting in this universe, specifically going by what had occurred.
What the hell had it been before it had arrived in this universe, and had transformed from? I have never heard or seen anything anywhere like it, and I still feel there was something I should have grasped, but I just could not grasp!
Its peculiar ghostly formations of what might have been life forms to it, surely from where it came from, flashed through my mind, as strange energy formations, when it made forms of communications with me, which I originally doubted the sanity of.
Was it insane? Did insane exist to it? Going by what it had been through it could have been! It surely was damaged! Sometimes it haunted my dreams during the night, and during the day I went through facts trying to grasp something! The smallest clue of something unnoticed!
Other than its entrance to the universe its main error could have been separating into two divisions, which separated too far apart, with perhaps its unfamiliarity of the universe, and it became trapped on this strange celestial object and reality, with its unidentified formations, and it had gone further than it had ever gone before to survive.
Part I
The Ancient Discovery
Chapter 1
The headquarters of Reality Investigations detective agency, beside the river Clyde, was where I disembarked, from directions John Marple, the founder, owner, and chief investigator, had given me on the phone, as he needed me as his assistant investigator.
At the time I never even suspected even in my wildest fantasies that we would find what we did, and also lost historical treasure, after major clues to its location were uncovered by Dr Barrymore.
Marple had investigators in all major worldwide cities and he was one of the most advanced and knowledgeable investigators I have met, who was known to me for many years before I joined him there, as assistant chief investigator, and his experience was vast, and entered new dimensions, in all sorts of ways, in science and technology, in extraordinary occurrences, and he handled cases and activities beyond any other agencies I have encountered, and even in current times, and especially at that time, as the Second World War began.
On my entrance of the building he arrived to welcome me, and rushed me up to his office, and meeting room, where all the action occurred, and I was introduced, as Mike Malone, the news reporter, to other investigators, and given a seat.
I felt painful bruises all about body where earlier that week I had slipped and fallen down a staircase, after trying to get an interview with a leading politician on the war, who had swiftly escaped, and I knew that there was trouble ahead, and I also realized I wanted a new career.
Marple held a meeting with his investigators discussing the onslaught of the war, to my surprise, and of its deadliness dawning, becoming apparent across the nation, and it was then that he introduced what must be one of the most distinctive and strangest investigations in scientific history, and what must surely be the greatest scientific discovery mankind has ever encountered, since the dawn of time.
He bestowed the case at the end of the meeting with little knowledge of what it was about, and asked me to handle it, as my first case, and to see what I would come up with, and left me in unadulterated confusion, as he gave me little, and I was sure we should not have taken the case at all, and I was surprised by Marple’s last silent mention of it, to another investigator, and that a desperate frightened woman on the phone had practically forced him into accepting the case.
Furthermore, before I undertook it, another bizarre occurrence took place, which later incredibly became part of the case, and a new eccentric client phoned Marple and arranged a meeting with him, with another strange case, and I stayed to see what the man was so desperate to do, and why Marple had suddenly become excitedly interested, and I knew money was involved.
I sat with Marple drinking whisky at the fireplace, and we discussed our past adventures together, and he promised me more, just as we heard the man enter the bottom floor, and Marple’s secretary announced his arrival through an intercom, and Marple ignited his pipe and smoked it briskly considering the case from diverse perspectives, and I saw he was confused over aspects of it.
The room slowly grew silent, and the outside traffic seemed to vanish into the distance, and I sat deep into my seat, and felt the suspense Marple was reacting to, but I could not quite grasp all of it, but realized he had to have something and tried to identify what his reactions were to, from the past.
It was intriguing and baffling! What could make such a guy react in such excitement, with such intrigue?
His secretary was clearly affected, which was also noticeable in her knock, and was silent and impeded, and Marple withheld from rushing up and over, and I was staggered when she brought in an aged man, she announced was Dr Barrymore, and he shifted forward, with some pain, and I realized he could hardly walk properly and had serious medical conditions.
I examined him wondering why he was even there, and realized he could be a politician or with the government, and it made me gasp as I considered the war again and I realized they could be looking for our help.
Dr Barrymore stopped in front of us and removed an envelope, which had the top ripped off.
He observed us sitting at a small table, between us and the fireplace, where our drinks and Marple’s pipe and ashtray were resting, and he anxiously shuffled over to a seat next to Marple.
He showed us a typed label on the envelope with his fingertips, with a glint of humor, followed by happiness, and he cheerfully rolled the envelope into a ball and threw it into the fireplace and removed chewing tobacco and chewed off a lump, placed the remainder in his interior pocket, and chewed off a chunk from the chunk in his mouth and spat the piece into the fire in the fireplace and started hungrily chewing the remainder.